"La da da da da, to the dark of the night, La da da da da, Gonna give you a fright. Send a shiver down your spine, eat your heart out, and you'll be mine. La da da da da, by the light of the moon…"
Bang bang bang! Marshall stopped playing, casting an eye towards the door. Floating over to the window, he looked out onto the front porch. The small light outside cast an eerie glow, shinning on golden blonde hair and aqua blue eyes. His frown deepened. What did she want?
La da da da da hear your heart beat swoon. Gonna give you a bite. Let you relive the night.
Undoing the locks, he opened the door, catching Fionna with her arm raised and hand poised to knock again. She smiled, showing a tooth missing up top, "Hey! I was beginning to wonder if you were even home." Marshall shrugged, leaning against the door frame, "Yeah, well, I wasn't expecting company."
She lost a little of her smile at that, "Oh, really? I thought you would like some, uh, company." She shifted uncomfortably on her feet, looking at the ground. Marshall sighed and turned to walk inside, waving her in, "Well, might as well come in. You've already walked this far." He felt her hesitation, but knew it wouldn't last long.
As if on cue, she shuffled inside, closing the door behind her. Marshall once again plugged his bass guitar into the amplifiers and began to gently pluck at them, all thoughts gone about the new song he was recording. Fionna sat on the couch, puckering her lips as if in thought.
Marshall raised an eyebrow, "What chu thinking bout bunny?" Fionna shrugged, "You just don't seem… right tonight dude. You're all," she did a thumbs down, making a farting noise. Marshall smirked, only halfheartedly, "Yeah, well, I'm not in the best of moods tonight Fi." She leaned in, curiosity lighting her gaze, "Why?"
Marshall frowned, looking away. "None of your beeswax." He still felt Fionna gaze burning a hole in the back of his head, but when he looked back at her she was looking intently at the ceiling, as if nothing was wrong with the world. Rolling his eyes, he undid the strap around his neck, letting his bass sink to the ground.
"I'm getting a snack. Want anything Fi?" When she didn't say anything, Marshall shrugged and floated to the fridge in the kitchen, grabbing an apple and a bag of chips. "Here," he said tossing them across the bar and into Fionna lap. She looked down at them, "Thanks… so, is it because I punched you last week or because I accidently broke one of your guitar strings?"
Marshall sighed. He knew she was going to start guessing, just KNEW it. "No, it has nothing to do with you." He bite into the apple, chewing the chunk into bits and pieces before spitting them into a trash can nearby. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Fionna raise an eyebrow. "I thought you only drank the color red. Why are you eating it?"
Marshall cast a bored look over to her, "I'm not all that hungry. I just want to taste the apple right now. Not eat it." Fionna pursed her lips, "Oh kay… so, why?" Marshall leaned an elbow on the counter, "Why the apple or why the mood?" He took another bite, avoiding her eyes. She shifted on the rock hard couch, "The mood." Marshall shook his head, "Told ya, none of your beeswax."
La da da da de It's just you and me. La da da da de Kiss your red lips so sweet.
Fionna groaned, "Dude, this is totally unlike you! You haven't even tried to take my bunny hat or anything! You're no fun," she folded her arms, pouting. Marshall felt a little light or anger start to kindle, "No fun? Sorry Fi, but I'm not your play mate. If you want to have 'fun' then go dance around with your pet cat."
He bite a bigger chunk out of the apple, throwing the core away, and spitting the rest of it out. Fionna stood up, scowling, "Marshall! She is not my cat, she is my sister! Why are you acting like a jerk?" Marshall narrowed his eyes, "OK, now I really don't want you here. Get out." Fionna blanched, "You're throwing me out?!"
Marshall coldly floated over to her, pressing his face to hers, "Yes." Fionna backed away, fear flecked in her eyes. Suddenly they were replaced by anger, "What is wrong with you! I'm just trying to be a good friend and find out what's bothering you?! Why are you throwing me out!" Marshall sneered, but slowly stood back.
"Fi, just leave. I want to be alone right now. Why did you even come here in the first place?" Fionna frowned, "I just wanted to hang out for a little while. I haven't seen you around as much these days, and I just thought we could catch up, ok? Happy?" She looked at the floor, her arms still crossed.
This is one of the unfinished ones. Idk if I will finish or not.